The spirit of the Jacques Seed Co. still permeates the community in which it was founded, long after the company was sold and left town. The city of Prescott, WI, home to the late George Jacques and the company he founded, still boast the pride of the company and the loyalty of those who served distinguished careers.
To this day, and perhaps into the future for as long as one can see, there is a fraternity of ex-employees who gather on a regular basis, just to stay in touch with one another. It is this sense of family that has become the legacy to this small community for which Jacques was once the cornerstone.
Prescott will be forever indebted to this company and the man who built it, for being the bread and butter of an otherwise industry baseless community. Because of the uniqueness of this quaint little town, nestled in the beautiful conclave of the Mississippi and St. Croix rivers, most all of the employees have found a way to remain in Prescott. The con uence of the two rivers is so alluring, that perhaps it is the reason for the attraction of so many special people.
There is little doubt that indeed, there were special talented people that gravitated toward George and for all that he stood for. They are the reason for the company’s success, and to this day they are bound by a commonality unlike that of most any other company.
These are people that have been highly sought after by other companies, as their reputation for resourcefulness has preceded them in their every walk of life.
Isn’t this the American dream? To take one small kernel and develop it into national notoriety and in some cases, worldly, because of its people. That kernel of corn was important, but not nearly as important as its people.
To be more like family than a business was undoubtedly the key to uniting both business and community. As one of the employees told me at George’s funeral, it was the only life he ever knew, as he went to work there right out of high school and was still there some 40 years later.
Their stories were similar, with one common bond: We were treated more like family.
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